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      Aceyalone

      Album: Accepted Eclectic

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      Aceyalone - Rappers Rappers Rappers Música y Letra

      (What I mean is basically there's no one
      The hunt for an MC brings investigation)
      
      This goes to all you ugly rappers, pretty rappers
      Big city rappers, country rappers, greedy rappers
      Itty-bitty rappers, witty rappers, two-for-fiddy rappers
      Hello-kiddie rappers, Frank Nitty rappers and [edited] rappers
      All you dapper rappers, young whippersnapper rappers
      Gun clapper rappers, fun rappers, Gamma Kappa rappers
      Gum rappers, idiotic rappers, psychotic rappers
      Melodic rappers and narcotic rappers
      All you phoney rappers, baloney rappers
      Me-and-my-homie rappers
      Tony Toni rappers and all that, yeah
      All you hood rappers, misunderstood rappers
      Think-it's-all-good rappers
      Let me tell y'all somethin
      
      Look.. I just wanna work it all out
      I just want everybody to do they thing and be cool
      Be who they are, you know
      
      First thing you should know is I'm not afraid
      Every rapper has the potential to be laid
      Down on his or her back
      When I'm down on my luck I get down on the track
      I clown on the rappers sort of like Barnum and Bailey's
      My stardust-bust is bigger and brighter than Hailey's
      Comet, I vomit up the astronomic on the daily
      Peel the steel skin off the mic and do a scaley
      The think rapper to shrink-rap that rapper 
      And sink that boat of his
      My rap motor is a million mega-cycles
      My rap folder is a megaton and higher than the Eiffel
      Tower with sniper rifle power
      To blow off your melon and it ain't no tellin
      All you heard was rappers yellin
      My lyrics start propellin
      I get to wellin on em from the dome
      After I trail em home
      I like to catch em alone and STRANGLE em with the microphone
      And drag em back to Project Blowed
      Hold as many mics as I can possibly hold
      And rip up the session after the last rapper flowed
      I never fold, even though my pokerface is old
      The world's cold, probably why I stay in battle mode
      I would love to touch your ego
      European, latin or negro
      Rap Evil Knievel, but I ain't evil
      It's all nice, especially with the mic device
      When it's in my hand it's like throwin the trick dice
      It's the worldwide underground heist
      And what I'ma give back is more than suffice
      Pour me over ice and drink to think
      You're only as strong as your weakest -
      I dwell amonst the deepest
      As long as there's speakers I make songs for the peoples
      I push the ink, who gives a f[edited] what they think
      It's tight now, wait until I iron out the kinks
      It's tied down, wait until I iron out the kinks
      
      ..Wait until I iron it all out, it's gon' be cool
      But like I said I want everybody to be able to do they thing successfully
      
      This goes out to all you shallow rappers
      Bottom-of-the-bottle rappers
      Spit-and-swallow rappers, hollow rappers
      Love-to-follow rappers, Apollo rappers
      And rah-rah rappers, yeah, all that, yeah
      To all you Big Willie rappers, silly rappers
      'My-mack-milli' rappers, smoke-a-Philly rappers
      Illy-illy, killy-killy rappers
      Not really rappers
      Yeah, all you signed rappers
      Blind-to-what's-goin-on-behind rappers
      Crime rappers, 'I'm-in-my-prime' rappers
      Part-time rappers, one of a kind rappers, too
      Yeah, you wanna go around the world, but you gotta have ???
      You wanna paint a perfect picture but ain't got no paint
      But I'm the painter with the brush and the easel
      I like to rush em and I hit em with the ??fleezle??
      I got a stick of dynamite, you got a stick of gum
      He tried to chew it up before I blew it up, it's done
      It's done, it's done, it's done...
      
      (What I mean is basically there's no one
      The hunt for an MC brings investigation)

      Aceyalone - Rappers Rappers Rappers Música y Letra

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